Imagine. You are breathing, practicing yoga. You flow into Ananda Balasana, happy baby pose. You lie on your back with your peace fingers hooked around your big toes, your legs waving in the air.
All of the sudden a little, black kitten jumps on your belly. After the initial shock, you settle back into the pose. The kitten begins to make itself comfortable. He finally finds the perfect spot …
Can you guess where???
He lies down and gets comfy in your crotch.
You can’t help but laugh. You grab him, give him a snuggle, and roll out of the pose, chuckling…
Been awhile since I’ve posted about dating. Because, well, I haven’t dated in awhile. Last summer, around the time of my yoga teacher training, I shut down all of my online dating profiles. I intermittently turned them back on, only to shut them back down again within a month. I went on one lackluster date in October or November and shut down my accounts again.
I opened up a new account on Bumble. “It’s different,” I was assured. “The women contact the men first. It weeds out some of the assholes.”
Eventually I caved. Continue reading
A slight alteration of my 2018 theme.
My theme for the year. Two weeks in, I’m still a little unbalanced, but I’m getting there. I’ve already begun challenging myself to grow. Continue reading